The Starlet

Summer evening makes it’s entrance with warm light and cool shadows. It beckons us from our duties, to open the windows to gaze a moment into the sky, changed forever.  Through the window I see the evening light, like a starlet ready to command the stage.  “She was born for this”, some say, and I agree.  The day is the stage and the sun is the one we can’t wait to watch; mesmerized by every nuance and movement.  Everything looks different, better and golden when touched by her.  The night seems almost other-worldly in her glow.  We sit in awe as she sits among us like a best friend, humble and beautiful, laughing with us, completely comfortable.  She gets up to leave and silence and darkness follow.  It is then that we are taken to dreams where we hope to see her again.